“In the days when hyenas of hate suckle the babes of men, and jackals of hypocrisy pimp their mothers’ broken hearts, may children not look to demons of ignorance for hope.”

The issue, perhaps, boils down to one of how perceptions or misperceptions of racial difference impact various ‘individuals’, or groups of ‘individuals’

And now we step to the rhythm of miracles. –from The Light, That Never Dies

Careful studies of cases dealing with supposed ‘mental disorder’ have at times revealed that many thought to be insane or warped in some fashion were actually simply highly sensitive individuals.

You were born a child of light’s wonderful secret— you return to the beauty you have always been.

Millions of tears have fallen for black sons, brothers, lovers, and friends whose assailants took or maimed their lives and then simply went on their way.

Between men and women, between blacks and whites, northerners and southerners, haves and have-have-nots, self and self.

To heal the wounds of a nation as opposed to aggravate its injuries

An author accepting language’s invitation to dance steps onto the floor of his her sensibility-charged consciousness and begins to move instinctively–even if with much dread

Christmas When Music Almost Killed the World

When the healing grace of authentic spirituality is usurped by the divisive politics of religious organizations, and when broken hearts bleed pain in darkness

Quote words that affirm all men and women are your brothers and sisters.

This is what our love is––a sacred pattern of unbroken unity sewn flawlessly invisible inside all other images, thoughts, smells, and sounds.

What can bombs know of the illuminated fields so golden with heaven in your heart’s sacred lands?

Complications generally begin long before the fated soul carries its dubious light into whatever womb has been kind enough to volunteer

Shine your soul with the same egoless humility as the rainbow and no matter where you go in this world or the next, love will find you, attend you, and bless you.

At some point, a flash of sustained clarity reveals the difference between what someone would have you believe is true,

Love attacks. It sneaks up like a pride of lions or a pack of hyenas and eats your heart out while you watch.